so alone in school, no one notice when the jock push me or thrown against the cold locker
just a big slam sound echo around the hallway.
yet no one stop. i fall down to the floor as i try to hold myself from shouting and crying
but crying wont help.. they will just pointed and laugh..that im weak..and gay..
they make my life hell.. all i want is to be loved
is that much to ask?
is it?
im sorry for being me. i love to sing. it make me happy
i can't change my voice,no matter , what they do to me..
i can't.
.this is me.
i walk to another hallway and immediate bang i hit a wall.i cried out.
as i try to stand..
so much pain. i .bite my tonuge..can taste blood as i run to the girl restroom. and cried all my pain away. hope no one see me like this
the jock ban me from the boy restroom
if they see me.. they will hurt me.. again.
im not a boy
im nothing but a freak.. i closed my eye and try to relax..
it not like anyone care..
they actually think i want to look at them.. they gross..
the jock are stupied , im better then them.
Kurt Hummel life is never easy..so tired of being hurt each day for being me..
why can't they see.. im breaking
all my life , i try to never let them win..but it getting harder
im slipping away , trying to stay strong
slowly my will to live is fade away.